[Fenris is only really tall by elven standards, so it's safe to say his neck has to crane quite a bit to stare "down" this hulking beast of a man. The height doesn't stop him from doing so at all, really. What makes his steely, angry, gaze falter is that rebuttal. He's not sure why...perhaps because of the anger he felt in the other, plus his own, making it difficult to focus, but he thought a punch would be thrown. That is what he was prepared for.]
I was watching. [But now the frustration, at least in part, is aimed at himself for not just wearing the Maker damned gloves.] Perhaps you should try looking down next time.
[But regardless of why he's angry, he's angry, and now he's spitting out venomous snark when he really just wants to...stop. To stop and calm himself.]
someone put them in timeout
I was watching. [But now the frustration, at least in part, is aimed at himself for not just wearing the Maker damned gloves.] Perhaps you should try looking down next time.
[But regardless of why he's angry, he's angry, and now he's spitting out venomous snark when he really just wants to...stop. To stop and calm himself.]